San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1887-04-30

race was wmTe ana Drawn with pain.
Her eyes rolled and quiyered like those
Of wounded der. She was standing
before fire which burned on the hearth.
for the morning was somewhat chill.
POrtmanteuas which had been opened
and ransacked in haste were scattered
around, and iu her hand she held the
MS. of the fail symphony. 4 wild ter
ror seemed 10 have sliced her as she
was about To destroy il; and she stood
in pitiful irresOlutiOn. As Carl entered
she sprang toward him with a cry of
mingled pain and relief.
"Oh, you can do it," she exclaimed. Il
dare not. have tried, but cannot"
"Frazolina!" he returned, why are
you here? for Gods sake return with
me while there is time. 1t is not yet
too late"
Can you not understand?" she an
swered wildly, DO you not see that YOU
have given me to himp"
Lord CastlefOrt believed her TO be
mad; and lie instantly determined to
Eum"r her, as in no other way could he
iniu her.
WHAT would you have me do?" he
asked, IS calmly as he was able.
"Bu'n it," she said eagerly, holding
the Ms. toward him. IL tried, but i
dared lot. 1t is honorable to die!"
wi. YOU return with me?" he asked;
"W | Y u be guided by me?"
.urn?" She replied, looking at him
win Il wondering glance, and then
smiling strangely and sadly. swear
to burn this now, and l swear to do
whatever you ask afterward."
Il promise" he said, holding out his
hand for the symphony.
Frazolina hesitated a moment, then
yielded it.
FAREWELL" she said sadly.
Then she opened the door of small
inner room.
"See," she said, there is no door but
this, and the windows are high. | can
not escape. l cannot endure to see you
burn it,"
She stopped on the threshold and half
turned back.
Il loved Violetta," she said, "and you,
and Lady CastlefOrt. l loyed-fare-
WE'LL"
With a sudden impulse she sprang to
him, land catching his hand pressed it to
her lips.
Comfort him, if he lives" she said.
Then the door closed behind her.
Lord Cast1efort fed the flames with the
precious MS, as in prison he would
have killed friend doomed to torture.
Once he fancied he heard a smothered
cry from the inner room, but when he
listened all was silent. As he threw
the last sheets into the fire, a confused
noise rose from below. The sound of
steps upon the stairs followed. The
door was flung suddenly open and the
body Of the Duke di MOcsiri was borne
in. bleeding and inssnsible. There is
no need of the recital of the details of
the meeting from which he was brought.
Suffice it that Brogni had by appoint
ment followed the duke TO PaZZuOli;
and in the encounter between the two
Italians, Donate had fallen pierced to
the heart. The duke was severely, but
it was hoped not mOrtally, wounded.
Deeply afflicted as was Lord Castle
fort, he felt that his first duty was to
care for Frazolina, and much depended
upon her return to Naples before her
unhappy flight became known. Ih Or
dered fresh horses to be put in without
delay; and although he was half dead
with excitement and fatigue, he pre-
pared to return at once to the villa.
When all was ready for the start he
went to call Frazolina. He knocked
several times at her door without re-
ceiving an answer, nor did he gain any
response when he called her name. The
slight fastening of the door yielded to
his vigorous push, and he stepped into
her chamber.
1t was empty.
The one window was closed, and
there was no appearance Of disturbance
in the thick masses of vines which alb
sOrbed it so thickly as to produce a par
tial obscurity in the room.
AS he stepped forward mass of light
cinders which lay upon the floor in the
middle of the room rose eddying upon
the air